If the School Bully is Played (H)

8 Things in the dormitory, the school bully refused to be fed by others

Things in the dormitory, the school bully refused to be fed by others, about girlfriends, and school uniforms

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At 6:40 in the morning, in dormitory 605, the sound of several people washing up could be heard.

The sky outside was still dim and a little dark, the street lights were still on, and a few sparrows landed on the path with their plump bellies, pecking at the scraps of food with curiosity. A breeze blew by, and the leaves rustled, refreshing and comfortable.

Ji Lang put the towel on his shoulders and looked eagerly at a bed with a curtain drawn. "No, why hasn't he gotten up yet? If he doesn't get up and clean up, he'll be late."

The boy with single eyelids who was brushing his teeth, Yue Ling, looked up inconspicuously without saying anything.

However, Qin Xin, the red-haired monster who was sitting in front of the mirror spraying hairspray, suddenly said, "Isn't he overslept? Should we wake him up?"

Ji Lang thought so too, but Lu You didn't like him in the first place. If he bumped into him again, Lu You would hate him.

Just as Ji Lang was hesitating, a cell phone rang.

"Ding-ling-ling~ Ding-ling-ling~" It rang for a while and then stopped when no one turned it off. After a while it rang again.

Ji Lang looked for his phone and asked, "Whose ringtone is that?"

Qin Xin also touched his trouser pocket and said, "It's not mine."

Yue Ling glanced at a bed indifferently, said nothing, and went to do other things.

"Could it be Lao Yue's? Anyway, this is not my ringtone."

Just as the two were guessing, a tightly closed bed curtain was pulled open, and a fussy head popped out. Lu You turned off the alarm clock and checked the time. It was six fifty-five. He scratched his head in annoyance and climbed out of bed.

To be honest, Lu You hasn't gotten up so early in a long time. In the past, he either skipped classes or walked into the school gate slowly after one or two classes. He had never gotten up so early before. The consequence of not getting enough sleep was that he was in a bad mood, depressed, irritable and sleepy.

He was not that meticulous and could wash his face and brush his teeth in just a few minutes, which was more than enough to leave the dormitory before seven o'clock. The only drawback was that he had no time to comb his hair. Lu You took a rubber band and planned to comb his hair while walking.

When he reached the door, Yue Ling suddenly handed him a bag of biscuits.

He has the typical cold white skin and single eyelids. When he raises his eyes, his eyelashes flutter slightly, giving him a cold and indifferent feeling. "It's too late to eat. Take this to fill your stomach."

He dismissed everyone, and logically Lu You should have accepted it, but he glanced at Yue Ling lightly and raised his hand to refuse, "Oh, no, thank you."

The back figure passed by without mercy.

Yue Ling lowered his eyes and glanced at the biscuit in his hand, no emotion visible in his dark pupils.

But he still put the cookies on Lu You's desk.

Lu You, who had just walked out of the dormitory, combed his messy hair with his fingers. It was difficult to deal with because he didn't bring a comb. Seeing that several strands of hair had been pulled out by him, Lu You didn't dare to mess with it anymore. He had to casually tie his hair into a bun. From a distance, he looked like a little Taoist priest.